Medical Center.
Rooftop of the main building.
The medical helicopter descended amid the thudding of its rotors.
Adam rushed forward with Cristina and Meredith.
George struck a parkour pose, then turned back in surprise and confusion toward Dr. Hunt, who had called for him to follow.
Meanwhile, the Soldier King Military Doctor, who had originally intended to exercise his authority as Chief of Emergency Room and relay a message to Adam, stood there blankly, his eyes unfocused.
"Dr. Hunt."
Unfamiliar with the classic Eastern gag of "Follow me, charge with me," George noticed something was wrong with the Soldier King Military Doctor. He immediately ran over and called out to him.
The Soldier King Military Doctor's eyes remained vacant.
If someone could have read his mind at that moment, they would have found that he seemed to possess Adam's Bullet Time—only a flawed version of it.
The only thing that had started slowing down was the medical helicopter's rotor.
Its thudthudthudthudthud... had become thud, thud.
Its rotation was visible to the naked eye.
Yet in the Soldier King Military Doctor's eyes, ears, and mind, there was only that familiar rotor noise. It was as if he had been hypnotized, his consciousness automatically returning to a battlefield from long ago.
"Dr. Hunt."
Seeing that calling out did not work, George instinctively reached out to give the Soldier King Military Doctor a push, hoping to remind him that now was not the time to space out.
But the moment his arm touched the Soldier King Military Doctor, the man's expression changed.
The Soldier King Military Doctor grabbed his arm directly. A soldier's strength made the grip painfully tight, but George could not cry out at all.
Because the Soldier King Military Doctor's other hand had already clamped tightly around his throat.
"Urgh,